Chapter 3

"talking" (Mc to system) [System]

Next, the journey out of the slums proceeded without any further incidents, and they quickly arrived at the entrance of a bustling street.

Feeling guilty for suspecting Amelia, Ifia didn't contemplate running away anymore.

However, as they were about to part ways, why was Amelia still holding her hand?

Amelia's palm felt slightly cool, but her complexion was fair and delicate. Her slender and elegant fingers seemed crafted from sculpted jade, and the sensation of touching them was truly pleasant!

Girls were great, they could casually hold hands. If it were two men holding hands on the street, people might think they were a gay couple.

Perhaps Ifia couldn't hide her expressions well, as her thoughts were always clearly displayed on her face. Her clear gaze revealed a hint of naive charm.

Although she lost the enjoyment of playing with people's emotions, who could resist her cuteness?

People who looked good always seemed to receive special favor.

"Adorable little bird, looking forward to our next meeting."

Amidst the bustling street, Amelia faced the gaze that Ifia cast at her. The corners of her lips lifted, exuding the unique aristocratic aura. In an instant, she transformed from gentle and considerate to cool, arrogant indifference.

There was a sense of unattainable aloofness.

Yet, her iridescent purple eyes sparkled with a smile, like a glass filled with fine wine gently swaying, making people dizzy because of the intoxicating aroma.

Therefore, when Amelia lifted Ifia's hand and kissed the back of it, Ifia didn't feel offended at all.

Amelia lowered her long eyelashes, and the warm touch of her lips was vivid, leaving Ifia feeling a bit dizzy.

When she finally came to her senses, all she could see was Amelia's figure as she stepped onto the carriage and gradually became a tiny black dot, eventually disappearing completely.

Just as Amelia appeared suddenly, she left without a trace.

If it weren't for the sensation of a solid object in her hand, Ifia would have doubted whether she had hallucinated due to hunger.

Ifia raised her hand, which was clenched into a fist, and slowly opened it to reveal two gold coins and a round, shiny pearl in her palm, glistening in the sunlight.

This was the parting gift from Amelia.

Perhaps Ifia's intense gaze at the pearls on Amelia's skirt had been too fervent…

Blushing slightly, Ifia raised her hand to scratch her head. She carefully put away the pearl and happily looked at the two gold coins, immediately deciding to spend them to improve her life.

As a rich third-generation young master who had never worried about money, she didn't have a strong sense of financial awareness. Following her life motto of enjoying a happy life, she eagerly headed toward the shops lining the streets.

First, she would replace her worn-out linen dress and tattered cloth shoes.

Upon the clothing store staff's recommendation, Ifia tried on a cotton floral dress, instantly enhancing her comfort. She then put on white cloth shoes adorned with small embroidery, transforming from a drab appearance to a bright and sunny one.

The kind store staff generously gifted her a matching floral headband, helping Ifia tie a neat and stylish bun.

Feeling delighted, Ifia walked out of the clothing store and looked towards a nearby restaurant, her eyes instantly lighting up!

Having money is truly delightful~

However, while enjoying a delicious sandwich, Ifia couldn't help but feel regret for the gold coin under the tree. The impoverished area wasn't visited only by her for water at the spring. When she led Amelia away, that shining gold coin must have been picked up by someone else.

She wondered if anyone was frightened by the corpse.

Ifia only felt a bit regretful in her heart. Compared to the lost gold coin, she now had two gold coins.

Double the joy!

Indulging in food and drink along the way, by the time she checked into the hotel, Ifia still had one gold coin, four silver coins, and a handful of copper coins, enough to sustain her for quite a while.

Declining the snacks and drinks recommended by the hotel staff, Ifia opened the door to her room. Afterwards, she comfortably sprawled out on the bed in a star shape, rolling around in happiness.

Compared to a 'bed' made of abandoned newspapers, the hotel's soft bed felt like heaven!

If only she could stay this happy forever.

Ifia sighed helplessly and then resignedly sat up from the bed, starting to contact the missing system.

(System, how can I become a student at Plis Academy?)

Although Ifia initially wanted to avoid the task by acting indifferent, the encounter with Amelia was different from the traditional malicious villainesses. Amelia was gentle and caring, making Ifia feel that the task of becoming friends with her posed no threat.

This task was acceptable!

Of course, in addition to that, the slums were just too dangerous.

The self-harming drug addict's corpse she encountered today wasn't an uncommon sight in the slums. As long as she stayed in the slums for a day, she couldn't avoid it… and because of her attractive appearance and female identity, she might encounter even worse situations.

This was also why Ifia, as soon as she had money, immediately left the slums.

Her fair and tender appearance was like a delicious feast, exuding an enticing aroma at every moment, attracting hungry people to come take a bite.

Therefore, accepting the system's task to go to Pulis Academy and follow the plot ensured that she wouldn't be attacked in the slums.

Although meeting the protagonists also carried risks.

However, Ifia had already decided – she wanted to cling to Amelia's thigh!!!

[Ifia was admitted to Pulis Academy a month ago due to her commoner status exempting her from tuition. However, due to financial reasons, she didn't report on time. The host needs to go to Plis Academy within three days. Otherwise, Pulis Academy will cancel the host's student status.]

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Ifia didn't have high expectations for this occasionally unresponsive trashy system. However, not even reminding her about the imminent loss of student status was just too much!

With a disgruntled pout, Ifia continued to inquire.

(I'm ready to accept the good friend task you released and will soon be heading to Pulis Academy for registration. Isn't it time to reveal some plot details?)

(Stop pretending to be dead. If you don't speak, I'll give up the task and continue to act indifferently!)

(Rather than a confused death, I might as well starve to death on my own!)

Ifia predicted the system's response and directly issued an ultimatum.

It proved to be quite effective!

[I cannot reveal spoilers related to the protagonist and the malicious villainess, but Ifia's ending can be revealed in advance. Please prepare to receive, host.]

Fine!

At least she could obtain some information.

Satisfied, Ifia lay back on the bed. She closed her eyes, and in the next moment, countless fragments of information entered her brain.

Scenes flashed before her like a revolving lantern.

However, in just a dozen seconds, Ifia's smiling face lost its expression.

When she opened her eyes again, her round eyes were filled with horror. She sat up instantly, breathing heavily. Fear caused cold sweat to cover her forehead.

Ignoring the sweat-soaked clothes on her back, Ifia immediately spoke with the system.

(System, get the hell out! Damn it! Ifia's final ending is unexpectedly getting pregnant before marriage and being gang-raped, and she dies from excessive bleeding???)